Well, look what we have here hey? Another post by me.
I have decided if there is a door out of this pity party that I am in; it’s to blog.
Just sit down and blog about? Shiz, of course.
By rising each morning with little to no purpose, has been deteriorating on my emotional well being. I think the realisation and utter disbelief that I am still not back to my usual sparky and fit self has made me feel really down, and I have wondered what on earth is next for me.
So yeah here I am. Trying to get some purpose back into my life and writing. Writing because that is what I like to do, and I think in some small way at times, I connect with my readers.
Blogging, why would you do that?
When I started blogging back in early 2012, I did so without the approval of anyone at all. I just started because I felt a need to. The few people around me that knew about my blogging were really really supportive, so I continued. Mr MMM always read my blogs on the dunny in the morning times. Until such times as recently, he has always left that room laughing. So, I was always spurred on by him in a sick little way.
Blogging, are you qualified to write for that?
I wonder if that is how these little personal blogs start? Out of a feeling of needing to write and almost in secret. A creative mind let go on a keyboard. Not published for money making ventures. Nope just to write. I think it might be. Oh I did graduate through every grade in high school with A’s for English. I guess that stuff might help sometimes. But not when I have left my brains back in my coffee and spew out a post full of typos and grammar nazi worthy fits.
Blogging hey? Bet you have been given everything in your house for free just for doing that.
I am sure if I had of asked others what their thoughts on my blogging at the time, I would have been placed back in my ‘just the admin’ box and would have never had this awesome thing going on. And when I say awesome I mean, the feel good drug that blogging can be. Of course, I stay up late blogging just for the odd freebie that comes my way. Of course. Pfft.
But you don’t have a degree how can you have an opinion or voice?
I would never have learnt all of the things I now know about websites and social media and wouldn’t have my little content writing business without blogging. Of course there will continue to be people that don’t see my worth in my business, but for the people that I do work for, I know I make them proud, and that is all that matters. Besides, in my current employment of 15 years, I have attended NO TRAINING. NO PROFESSIONAL DEVELOPMENT…nudder. So you will have to excuse me for deciding to invest in myself. Online.
Goodness me, blogging. Aren’t you worried about your cyber safety? Or what about what your employer thinks of this? I bet you skive off in work time.
I love how I can only ever write on this blog when the house is dark and quiet Damn it … if there is such a thing as me time, this is it. I don’t think I am in breach of any IR laws? But who knows with the current government wanting more Mum’s back in the workplace…I could be?
Anyway, by leaving it to late at night to write, it means I can use the entire day to be inspired. And as for cyber safety … I would be more concerned about people thinking a private Facebook profile is safe than my cyber safety on this blog. As for my employer, this blog is here for good and never evil and rarely if ever have I spoke of my employment or anything that goes on in thus said employment. Far too much inspo going on in my private life to be needing to discuss anything else. Tell me again why you are asking me about my blogging in your work time?
How about all those weirdo’s on the net hey?
Yeah how bout them? I wouldn’t have met some of the amazing people that are in my life today if it weren’t for this thing called blogging. Some are readers, some are fellow bloggers, some are people that promote brands, and others are just media people that I have grown to really really like. Weirdo’s? So nice to meet you normal person, I AM A WEIRDO.
So why did they pick you to go on the radio? Short on talent?
I wouldn’t have learnt what it was like to do live radio either. (Which reminds me, I need to get back to that and stop being afraid I will forget the question just asked of me in front of a zillion listeners.) Good old blogging again. Funnily enough, people like to listen to every day people on the radio. Not always the professional opinion or shock jockeys. Yeah, just normal old people like me.
Oh, you can’t swear like that on the Internet. It’s crass, and you’ll put brands and people off.
Have I ever looked like the sort of person that would attempt to mould herself into being what someone else wanted? Nope. Not ever. I am who I am. The people and brands that love me are also the people and brands I love the most too. See there is a place for all of us Mother Fucking Weirdos on the internet. You just have to believe me when I tell you, you need to stop trying to please everyone and be yourself instead.
PS. I think I have aged this past three months. Don’t you think? Not that I have visited Dan Murphy’s to test that theory out yet but hey …I don’t think I will be asked for ID anymore. I finally have the beginning stages of fucking crows feet. Either that or that Instagram filter needs BINNING.
Catch ya tomorrow.